For some reason, Jiang Cheng always instinctively calls Mengmeng "little sister," even though their relationship now is that of the closest and most intimate lovers.
"So, in the end, am I just your little sister?" Mengmeng heard Jiang Cheng's words and said softly, somewhat lost.
Jiang Cheng only saw Mengmeng's little cherry mouth move slightly, but because her voice was so quiet, he didn't catch it and asked, "What did you say?"
"Nothing!" Mengmeng looked at the ground, avoiding Jiang Cheng's gaze. Jiang Cheng glanced at Mengmeng and left without turning back. Mengmeng watched Jiang Cheng's departing figure, feeling waves of unease in her heart.
Jiang Cheng was indifferent to the woman behind him, staring at the iron gate in front of him. Just beyond the gate lay
a bloody battle. Jiang Cheng's crimson eyes were filled with desire—the desire for a fight.
